VPP – Mr. President, for Pete’s sake! I was just on the phone with Robert Mueller. Alright, what can I do for you?

PT – Hey, take it down a notch Mike. Remember you work for me.

VPP – Actually Mr. President, like you, I was elected by and work directly for the American people. You can’t fire me.

PT – Hmmm, I’ll look into that. Anyway, I was calling you to find out how that conversation with Mueller went.

VPP – Actually, it went very well. He hasn’t got me on his list of interviewees.

PT – Well, aren’t you special Mike! But don’t get any ideas about succession plans. I’m going to be here and if you want to be part of the second term you’ll keep your nose clean and help me get some work done.

VPP – Naturally Mr. President.

PT – So what did he want? I mean beside buttering you up.

VPP – He was cross-checking some statements that James Comey made against what was reported in the Congressional Committee report last week.

PT – Good. I hope that dope Mueller finally gets off the dime and jails these criminals in the FBI and Justice Department that were spying on me.

VPP – Well, Mr. President, it’s not as easy as you make it sound. Investigator Mueller will need to document criminal behavior and then obtain a Grand Jury indictment before a trial is possible.

PT – Oh wake up. All he has to do is get these losers into that interrogation room. You know the one. The one with the old table and chairs. The one where Sipowicz always roughed them up to get a confession back on NYPD Blue. I always remember how he would close the blinds and take off his gun and badge and then beat them up for a while before they cracked. Boy, that guy knew his stuff.

VPP – Oh, for the love of Mike! Mr. President, that’s a TV cop show. Investigator Mueller is not going to rough up James Comey to coerce a confession. And even if he did, it’s illegal and the evidence would be thrown out of court and Mueller would be indicted for doing it.

PT – You know Mike, you’re making it very difficult for me to imagine you as President. You don’t seem to want to win.

VPP – Mr. President, focus! We are going to have to coordinate many facets of the Russian investigation and the FBI investigation in a measured way to avoid the type of media coverage that damages our ability to control the message. You can’t expect us to indulge in banana-republic or fictional law enforcement tactics. We must be sober and above reproach.

PT – Fine. Do it your way. But I’m starting to think this whole thing is going nowhere. I mean, why even bother to have a witch hunt if you don’t get to burn some witches?

VPP – But, oh never mind. Mr. President, I’ve got to go.

PT – Whatever.

(Mike Pence leaves the scene. President Trump sits down at the Oval Office desk and starts to type something on his computer. Melania Trump enters the room.)

MT – Schmoopy, what did you say to Mike. He is so sad. I thought he would have cried!

PT – Me Schmoopy? Why I was just discussing the Justice Department business. I thought he was very happy. I didn’t say anything. He must just be nervous or something. You know how nervous people from the mid-west are. Very, very nervous.

MT – I think you yelled at him like you did to that poor Crying Chuck and made him cry. That was very sad. And he told that sad story about the crying statue and it was very sad. You should not make ladies cry not even lady statues. It is too sad.

VPP – Alright, but I tell you, sometimes I feel like telling him what I really think.

(suddenly an announcer, who sounds a lot like the late Don Pardo, breaks into the broadcast)

TVAWSLDP – We interrupt this boring game show to bring you a message from the President of the United States.

PT – My fellow Americans I come to bring you important information. Yes, I know you want continue drugging yourself into imbecility but drop the bong and try to concentrate. Earlier today I was talking to Vice President Pence.

VPP – Oh great Scott.

PT – I told him I wanted to get Jim Comey in one of those interrogation rooms with the old table and chairs. You know the ones I mean. And I wanted to Sipowicz him. That’s modern cop-talk for slappin’ him around. But that was wrong. Comey was a cop himself. He wouldn’t have been fooled into confessing. Vice President Pence knew this and said so. But it ticked me off. And I said some not so nice things to him. The First Lady let me know I was wrong and so I thought about what I should do. What I did was go on Twitter and offer a fifty-million-dollar reward to anyone who could confirm that Jim Comey was lying about all the Russian stuff and blabbing to the newspapers about all that stuff. Well, as luck would have it three different FBI agents provided video tape of Comey committing all kinds of offenses. It was sort of an America’s Funniest Home Videos of Treason. So now Investigator Mueller has agreed to prosecute Comey and then close his investigation before I find something on him. Boy, it’s great to be rich.

But all that is beside the point. The main thing is I was mean to a friend. Mike Pence is a good guy. He isn’t crooked like Hillary or a liar like Ted or a crybaby like Chuck. He’s a good guy who comes to work on time with a clean shirt and combed hair. That hair may be a little short and white but it’s definitely neat. He’s always polite to people and he doesn’t try to stab you in the back. He’s a little too nice for the killer stuff but that’s why I have Mad Dog. So Mike I’m sorry. Now stop sulking like a little girl and come back to work. We can even go to Arby’s tomorrow, my treat. Trump out.

KP – Oh, wasn’t that nice. He said he was sorry. I’ll have to thank Melania for telling him to do that.

VPP – Karen, better put the beer back in the fridge. I’m going to need the Jack Daniels instead, no water.